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"Where are you living, Dex?" she asked as the cab moved quickly up the Don Mills Parkway.
"I'm in a suites hotel downtown, the Rossmoor. It's only a block from our office."
"Are you going to be here for a while?"
"Yes. I'm involved in a project to modernize our design department. I could be here for several months if things get complicated."
"Well, if you're looking for a date sometime, call me," she said with a smile. She took a notepad and pen out of her purse, wrote a phone number on it, ripped it out and handed it to me. "You were a perfect gentleman and I had a really good time. If you're wondering, I'd go out with you anytime."
"Thank you, Rose. That's very nice of you to say so. I may just do that," I said, reaching in my blazer vest pocket and pulling out my business card. I borrowed her pen and wrote the Rossmoor phone number on the back, since my cards showed my Vancouver address.
The taxi pulled up in front of an apartment block, and Rose began to get out. I told the driver to wait and I walked around to the sidewalk side and helped Rose with the door. I walked her the short distance to the lobby door and stopped. She turned to me, smiled and kissed me lightly on the lips.
"Thank you again, Dexter McLeod. That was a very nice evening. I meant what I said about being happy to go out with you again. Don't forget me now."
"I won't. I promise. Thank you for taking a chance on me and letting me have a great evening as well. Good night."
I watched her step into the lobby and push the button for the elevator. I waved and she waved back as she moved into the car and the doors closed. I returned to the cab and gave the driver the Rossmoor address. As we began to retrace our path, I thought what a pleasant young woman Rose was. It was difficult to understand why she didn't have a number of guys interested in her.
Chapter 8 A Surplus of Opportunities
When I let myself into the office on Monday morning, I noticed I wasn't the first one to arrive. After flicking on the lights in the design department, I took a stroll around the office to see who was here. It was Janice and she was busy with something on her computer.
"Good morning, Dex," she said without looking up. "Grab me a coffee will you; cream and sugar please. It should be ready by now.
"On my way," I said, wondering what was going on.
The lights were on in the lunch room and the two pot coffee maker was sitting with both sides full. After pouring two mugs, I headed back to Janice's area and put one down, drawing up a chair for myself.
"What's going on? This is pretty early for you. Do we have a problem?"
"No ... not really," she said, stopping her typing and turning toward me.
"Michelle phoned me last night. John Flannery has decided to take an indefinite leave of absence. He and Katherine are going on an around the world trip. Michelle tells me it was all your idea," she smiled lightly.
"Well, isn't that something. I did suggest it to Michelle but I didn't think he'd go for it. But, I suppose that is a good sign."
"Michelle can be very persuasive when she needs to be. But really, you came up with a very good idea and John can go without having to sacrifice his position at Trent. Very well thought out, Dex."
"Thanks for the compliment but it was just a spur-of-the-moment suggestion."
"I guess that begs the question, who will the interim president be?" I asked.
"I think Michelle, Rueben, and Dick are going to have a conference call with Tom Yardley and Wolf. We'll let them thrash it out," she grinned.
"Well, I hope this helps Flannery and his wife. He's a pretty unhappy man right now and he's not able to contribute the way he probably wants to. Good luck to him," I said.
"Yes ... good luck to him," she said quietly. "I'm just tidying up the details of his financial arrangements. He'll still be on the company health insurance and benefits but his salary will be suspended."
"Will they be all right ... financially, I mean."
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